HE SMILES AT THAT , at her offer to help , at her warmth and eagerness to jump in and assist a visibly frantic home chef . the kitchen is a disaster in the haze of his frantic cooking , but that’s what sebastian gets for living a double life ; he had NO time to clean before olivia arrived , and so dinner carries on like this , a mess of pots and pans and a handful of expletives under his breath . he maintains a wide smile the entire time , however , ALWAYS EAGER TO HAVE COMPANY , and desperate to show olivia he can manage just fine . it’s easy to forget the previous day spent in morocco , the hostile target eliminated with one squeeze of his trigger . the same hands that held his gun now stir a pot of pasta on the stove , checking for that perfect al dente . ❝ could you go to my pantry and grab a can of sauce ? ❞ his eyes find his guest’s , and his smile only widens . SHE’S GOOD TO HAVE AROUND , a good friend , a kind ally , someone to talk to , to turn to , to welcome into his apartment even in times of strife . can she tell he hasn’t slept in two days ? HE HOPES NOT . ❝ so fill me in on what’s been happening , eh ? ❞ sebastian tries , eager to get his mind off this disastrous dinner date ( which is , again , all his fault ; he should have just cancelled , but his desire to see his friend outweighed the logical choice to postpone ) and onto something more exciting . maybe olivia has good news to share . ❝ how has work been ? feels like it’s been ages since i saw you . i’m anxious to catch up . ❞ he shoots her a cheeky smile . ❝ i’m HAPPY you came over . ❞